My boss betrayed me

Once, a child accidentally fell while playing during recess, scraped his knee, and cried loudly in pain.

Xia Lingxue heard the crying and rushed over like a whirlwind. She squatted down and hugged the child tightly in her arms, comforting him softly: "Don't cry, baby, the teacher is here. This little injury is nothing. We must be strong. Ole Ge!"

As he spoke, he gently stroked the child's head.

She carefully cleaned the child's wound, her eyes full of concern and heartache.

Then she took out a clean handkerchief from her pocket and gently bandaged the child's wound. She also patted the child's shoulder and reminded him to be careful in the future.

Another time, a child came to school without eating lunch because his family was in financial difficulty.

After Xia Lingxue found out, she gave her lunch to the child without hesitation and continued to attend the class on an empty stomach. This is simply a true portrayal of "there is true affection and true love in the world."

Every morning, Xia Lingxue always stands at the school gate early, greeting every child with a smile.

She would gently help the children to straighten their schoolbag straps, touch their heads, and cheer them up: "Children, the new day must be full of energy!"

In class, Xia Lingxue is always passionate. She would walk to each child, pat them on the shoulder gently, and encourage them to answer questions bravely.

When a child answered correctly, she would smile with satisfaction, give a thumbs-up and praise: "You are amazing, you are simply a top student!"

If the child answered incorrectly, she never blamed him or her, but patiently guided the child to find the correct answer by himself or herself.

During breaks, Xia Lingxue would jump rope and play shuttlecock with the children.

Although her movements were not as agile as those of the children, her bright smile was very contagious. Sometimes she would tell stories to the children, who would gather around her, listening attentively, their eyes full of longing for knowledge and a better world.

On a sunny afternoon, the playground was bustling with activity.

Xia Lingxue played the game of "Eagle Catches Chicken" with the children. She opened her arms like a hen with high morale, her eyes full of vigilance, and shouted loudly: "Children, hold on to me tightly, don't let the eagle catch you, I will take you to 'ride the wind and waves'!"

A naughty little boy pretended to be an eagle, rushing left and right, trying to break through Xia Lingxue's defense. Xia Lingxue turned flexibly, moved quickly, and tightly protected the children behind her. Her hair fluttered in the wind, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. The scene was really exciting.

On a quiet evening, when all the children had gone home from school, Xia Lingxue sat under the dim light, holding needle and thread, mending clothes for a child.

The sleeve of the dress had a big tear, and she was concentrating on threading the needle, sewing it stitch by stitch, closely and neatly. Her eyes were focused and gentle, as if what she was holding was not a shabby dress, but a priceless treasure.

After sewing the cuffs, she carefully checked other easily worn parts of the clothes and found that the collar was also unthreaded, so she continued to sew it. Her serious look was simply "so beautiful".

In a Chinese class, Xia Lingxue asked the children to describe their dreams.

A little girl timidly said she wanted to be a painter. Xia Lingxue gently encouraged her to stick to her dream and promised to find some painting materials for her. She also said: "Little girl, be brave and pursue your dream. You can do it. Go for it!"

As he said this, he also made a cheering gesture.

On a sunny day, Xia Lingxue brought the children to the small hill behind the school.

She asked the children to close their eyes, feel the breeze caressing their cheeks, and listen to the birds singing. Then, she guided the children to describe the beauty of nature in vivid language. The children talked excitedly, while Xia Lingxue listened carefully and nodded in praise from time to time. The scene was so warm that it made people intoxicated.

Ten minutes later, class started again.

There were still two classes left before school was over, about an hour and a half, and Nangong Yue decided to use this time to wander around, see the villages, and appreciate the natural scenery of the mountains.

This is a world of mountains. There are mountains beyond mountains, and mountains upon mountains. The distant mountains are rolling and undulating, like a soaring dragon or surging waves, with various postures and magnificent momentum.

The cold wind blew through the valley, passing through the dry branches of the severe winter, making a strange sound that made people think of a mysterious force beyond nature, cold and deep.

The mountain here is also called "Mount Tai", but it is completely different from the tourist attraction, as if it is a million miles away from the good feng shui and blessings of the tourist area.

But this place does have a bit more of the charm of nature than the tourist areas. If you just come here to watch rather than live here, it is undoubtedly more charming.

Nangong Yue stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the barren land, feeling filled with emotion.

Youth, health and beauty.

Love, career, honor.

She seemed to have everything a woman dreamed of, and even more than she expected, like someone who just wanted to pick up a few stones but discovered a gold mine. She must be the happiest woman in the world.

Of course, she was happy, but there seemed to be something missing from her happiness. What was it?

sense of security?

sense of security?

It seems to be, but it also seems not to be. Everything is hazy and hard to explain, just because it all happened too fast and the contrast is too great.

In her initial pursuit, love, family, and career were just common concepts, no different from the wishes of ordinary women. But now, she seemed to have stepped into a completely new field, and the speed of change caught her off guard. She wanted to stop and think calmly, but she was pushed and pulled by an invisible force, and rushed forward involuntarily.

If she lacks a sense of security, then this sense of security is too subtle and complex to be expressed in words. It is not the standard that ordinary women pursue. It has a higher level and deeper meaning, and has already surpassed a person's instinct for basic survival needs.

She looked at the mountains and thought, if Xia Muchu was a painting in front of her, then she would be willing to stay in the mountains and be a poor collector all her life.

A heavy machine started to operate. From Narnia to Rome, from Hanzhou to Longgudui, each crisscrossing gear was performing different forms of movement under the command of the same nerve. The person operating this huge machine was like a hermit in the world, sitting on an isolated island known as the end of the world, concentrating on studying the knowledge of women's equal rights.

Mobilizing all available forces, concentrating attacks on a key point, not fighting unprepared battles, and avoiding head-on conflicts as much as possible, this is Xia Muchu's consistent strategy.

He hoped that his cultural research would proceed smoothly, which meant that the machine would function normally.

At this time, he walked out of the study and stood in front of the open window, not knowing whether he was thinking about a difficult problem or appreciating the unique spring scenery of this place in this cold winter season. There was no ice and snow here, but flowers and green leaves everywhere.

Suddenly, an approaching taxi caught his great attention, because the person who got out of the car was none other than Nangong Yue, who was not supposed to return as scheduled.

A thought immediately flashed through his mind: Could it be that she had a falling out with her family because of going abroad?

Nangong Yue saw him, looked up and waved at him with a smile, then ran upstairs impatiently with her luggage.